The past week or so I have fallen off the logging food/eating healthy cycle. If I don’t log, it usually means I am eating things I’d rather not log! Also, with the new work schedule and things popping up at Roger’s school, I have missed some of my exercise goals. I know I cannot be perfect all the time but I know the exercise does help me mentally as well as give me more energy. You may have realized I was not cycling as much due to the lack of blogging. Again, I do realize that these posts do help my mind settle down a bit.
I know most people always start their diets back on a Monday. I hate being that cliché but my husband’s 41st birthday is tomorrow. That means a delicious dinner tonight. Tomorrow, drinks and cake will be devoured. Today and tomorrow I will log my exercise on MyFitnessPal but will go back to strictly logging my food on Monday, cliché and all.
One goal I have met is walking over 10,000 steps every day this week. YAY for me! Today I am not confident I will reach that goal since it’s pouring out but will try going up and down the stairs a bunch today. I do have to clean up the house a bit anyhow. That should help with my step goal.
Another goal I have been keeping is my squat challenge. Today was 160 squats. Tomorrow is the rest day. I had been planning on resting my body on the squat rest days. SO, I am not sure I will be on this bike tomorrow or back on it Monday.
Thanks for all the support!
The previous two days I skipped my stationary bike. Friday I felt horrible and my legs and body were hurting. I think I was progressing too far in my workout. Saturday I had intended to be my full body Day of Rest. Today I am back on the bike and will be back to the squats (I challenged myself to a 30 day squat challenge).
If I felt bad Friday, mentally I felt awful Saturday. Uncharacteristically, I got 9 hours of sleep. When I saw that I was amazed and thrilled. The rest of me was not. I was more tired than on days I get a few hours of sleep. I could not wake up at all. I was in a constant haze. I drank copious amounts of coffee that did not help. I was in a terrible mood too. I was depressed, impatient, and very antagonistic. Those with depression may understand this but when my husband asked me why I was depressed and there was literally no reason that I was depressed but just in that sinking feeling. However, that answer never seems to be satisfactory. It is odd I was so down. I had a denied insurance claim from my surgery since the hospital used some out-of-network providers. Supposedly that is common, but seeing a “YOU OWE $21,750” EOB a month ago was devastating. Yesterday, the reprocessed bill was updated on the website and we owe nothing. That should have put me in a stellar mood.
Well, today I am in a stellar mood on 4.5 hours of sleep. I am on the bike, blogging, and enjoying the morning. I am super happy that we get to proceed with the new fence that was on hold due to the medical bill above. Today I know life is good and that those little dips in mood can easily turn around in a day. My body and mind feel rested and ready for this week.
I will not declare that I will be posting daily into the future. I have made blanket statements before and as the words leave my lips the blogs stop getting written. However, today I am posting just to post. I have no topic in mind, but am keeping with the consistency that while I ride my bike I will write on my blog.
Now is the time I hope for some amazing, random thought to pop into my head. But, alas, my brain is empty and searching for interesting tidbits. A couple of friends and I went to a psychic fair together yesterday. One would think that could garner a full discussion. However, what I was told in my tarot reading was everything I currently know to be true. There were no insights, just validation.
Perhaps my validation is garnering new strength and confidence. Today, I reached out to my supervisors for projects. I usually review databases until they reach out to me for projects. I know I am organized, intelligent, altruistic, and, at times, witty. However, I do not lead life in a confident stride. I wallow behind in an uncertain gait. I am hoping hearing words of validation and speaking my own words of validation to myself will, perhaps, provide more strength, confidence, and new possibilities for myself and my family in the future.
I was discharged on July 15th after two nights in the hospital. (That tells you what a big surgery it is since they love to release you right after the recovery room!) I remember very little of that day except that I stayed in bed the first 24 hours at home, in the dark, without the tv on, or reading books, or looking at my phone. I could not handle any light. When I wasn’t sleeping, I was crying over my horrible decision to have had this surgery. For me the worst part was my throat – I could not swallow ANYTHING. Everything hurt so much. I had anxiety over taking medicine and staying hydrated. Drinking water hurt so terribly and I choked continually trying to eat or drink anything. I started taking pills with applesauce which seemed to be the only substance I could “easily” intake.
On July 16th, I made it downstairs and took my first post-operative shower on my shower chair. The whole ordeal exhausted me and put me in an utterly foul mood. I was not very optimistic at this point. Thankfully, Rob called my neurosurgeon’s office regarding my choking. They prescribed prednisone and by the end of that pack, I was doing much better. I was still choking on water but to a lesser degree.
By July 18th, I was turning a corner and not just sitting/lying in bed or sitting in the recliner. I started walking around the house more. On the 19th, I took my second shower and it, again, exhausted me. I think I was overdoing the walking and started feeling not-so-great again on the 20th.
The days and weeks since surgery have had many ups and downs. Today I am feeling pretty good, but yesterday was a really terrible day where I did not/could not leave the house. I had to use the shower chair to get dressed after my bath.
Here’s hoping for continued good days and fewer of those bad days!
Sometimes I get so busy or so involved with my son that I have to remind myself to actually take a breath. I will need to stop what I am doing and take a conscious breath. Do others actually need to do this as well? I’m not talking about a mindfulness or meditation deep breath, but a literal simple breath. It’s as if I have been holding my breath through the tasks and now need to breathe.
It has been happening more frequently. Since it is near the end of the school year, there is a lot on my mind, lots of schedules to coordinate. Add to that our upcoming vacation, my upcoming surgery and my mom’s chronic pain, I think my thinking makes me forget to breathe! It sounds so silly but by the time I take that breath, I really need it.
How many other things am I forgetting to do if I cannot remember to breathe?
Today I woke in much better spirits. I had steady stream of tasks this morning during work. That made the day move faster. Secondly, I had an appointment with my psychiatrist. I told her I had difficulty during the previous weekend as well as yesterday. Weekends are always difficult for me. I do better on the Monday – Friday schedule of life. Due to my depressive waves and anxiety, she increased my Lexapro and is adding Wellbutrin. She is hoping Wellbutrin will also help with my constant fatigue. Fingers crossed.
Previously I have written about how I was diagnosed with Double Crush Syndrome from the orthopedic surgeon who performed my ulnar nerve transposition surgery. For those not aware, it means my nerves are compressed in more than one place. I had severe compression on my left elbow but also have spinal cord compression which will be remedied (hopefully) with my ACDF surgery in July. One of the key components is the inability to tell from which compression the pain (or numbness/tingling/weakness/other issues) is stemming from in the body.
Today, I have been having a lot of pain in my left arm. I am thinking it is from my surgery. The surgeon said it takes about a year to heal from the surgery. I am 8/9 months post-op. The nerves regenerate and fire off signals. I am not sure if I have been leaning on the place my nerve was moved to in my sleeping and/or waking/working hours. All I know is this pain today is really annoying. I tried some Aleve but it’s not alleviating that pain or the headache I have had today. Unfortunately, with upcoming surgery and vacation, I have no additional time I can take off to rest. For these type of issues, sedentary work may actually be the most painful!
I feel cruddy and totally anti-social. I wish I could remain “hidden” all day. But, alas, my son’s school has an art show I assured him I would attend. Maybe it will lift my spirits. He always has a tendency to make me feel happy/silly, even if just for a fleeting moment. In the between time of work and art show, I am hoping to rest in bed by myself for a bit. I am sure co-sleeping may be another culprit in my painful day(s)!
Anyhow, as you can plainly see, today is also a major complaining day. Hopefully, tomorrow I will be in a less whiny place. And, perhaps, pigs will fly!